Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus) novel Chapter 349

Hotel Room

Preston strode in and immediately spotted the woman sprawled unconscious across the bed.

She was dressed in a crisp blue-and-white blouse and a tailored gray skirt, her curves accentuated by the fit. Pale skin, tousled hair, and lips stained a deep red—she was a vision that practically begged to be ravished.

Preston’s gaze burned like a torch, hunger blazing in his eyes.

Smack!

He brought his palm down hard on Rowena’s backside.

“You really are something, aren’t you? Can’t even keep your hands off your own friends. But hey, I like that about you.”

Rowena’s eyes flashed with disdain for a split second, but she slid away and forced a coy smile.

“Mr. Dunbar, I’m just doing what you asked. You realize, after tonight, you’ll have slept with the prince’s woman.”

Preston pulled a card from his wallet and shoved it into Rowena’s cleavage.

“Get lost. Don’t ruin my night.”

Rowena slipped out and closed the door behind her, leaning against it for a moment, her chest heaving.

“Isadora, don’t blame me for this. If you’d helped me, it never would’ve come to this. This is all on you.”

With that, Rowena glanced back at the room, then walked away.

Preston lingered by the bed, a greedy, predatory grin twisting his lips.

His hands worked at the buttons of his shirt, undoing them one by one before tossing the shirt aside.

Next, he reached for the black leather belt around his waist.

Click.

He unfastened the buckle and slid the entire belt free.

Preston’s eyes glinted with an almost feverish excitement.

The woman on the bed—Victor’s ex—would soon be his, too.

Just imagining it sent a thrill through him.

Preston climbed onto the bed, ready to wrap the belt around Isadora’s wrists.

Suddenly—

Ding dong!

His hand froze.

Preston’s brow furrowed in annoyance.

“Who the hell is bothering me now?”